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Chapter 393: Joining forces to fight demons (2)

Chapter 393 Join forces to fight against Demon Two

"Feng Wuxie, you are dead today!"

On the other side, Gongsun Mubai used the Jingxie spear to block the attack of three flying swords. He ignored the Xiaoyao Sect’s golden elixir disciple who was rushing towards him. Instead, he pulled his bow and arrows. The arrows were like meteors, shooting three arrows at Feng Wuxie, a man named Feng. Please see the most comprehensively!

"Is that true? Just because of you, I'm still a little tender!"

Feng Wuxie had a hint of disdain in his eyes. With a wave of his sleeves, red lights flew out, turning into eighteen red flame-like formation flags, facing the flying swords and silver arrows that were slashing. With the sound of Ding Ding Dangdang, the flying swords and silver arrows flew backwards, and were knocked away by flagpoles.

Immediately afterwards, the eighteen array flags circling and dancing in the air and turned into dozens of feet long, flying on the ground in a certain direction. Between the earth and the mountains shaking, a large array was launched in a moment, and the rolling red flames spewed out of the array flag. In a moment, the radius of thousands of feet turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the rolling red flames swept around. However, the figures of Wang Ran and Feng Wuxie were surrounded by the formation and were swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wei and four other disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect were anxious and rushed towards the flame formation.

A sound of beast roar suddenly sounded in the flame formation, and five golden-headed, one-horned, flaming tigers flying around red flames rushed out of the formation one after another and roared at the three people.

Looking at the three Ding Qing, these five flaming tigers were not illusory things, but were the famous ferocious beast, Golden Horned Red Flame Tiger. Judging from the spiritual pressure exposed inside its body, there were three sixth-level monsters and two fifth-level monsters among the five tigers.

Luo Wei and the other four couldn't help but complain secretly, and had to bite the bullet and kill the five tigers.

Gongsun Mubai stared at the Red Flame Formation and looked again and again, his face feeling gloomy and unstable.

Although Feng Wuxie is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, his strength is enough to fight against many Nascent Soul cultivators in the late stage. His personality and name are exactly the opposite of his name. He is evil and vicious and will definitely avenge his grudges. He once killed hundreds of cultivators from a medium-sized family who have a grudge against him, and even the little boy was not spared. Even Feng Wuxie has suppressed the realm now and with this big array guard, it is not easy to be killed.

The Immortal Sword Sect and the Divine Soldier Sect have never had much close friendship, and it seems that there is no need to fight to the Immortal Sword Sect cultivators and Feng Wuxie.

And just as hesitated for a moment, the Xiaoyao Sect’s Golden Pill disciple had already rushed over with three green hair corpses, and two blue-light scimitars slashed at Gongsun Mubai one after another.

Gongsun Mubai sighed secretly, and had to focus on dealing with the Jindan disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, shaking his hands to sacrifice the spiritual beast ring, and two golden mastiffs rushed out of the spiritual beast ring wrapped in demon clouds...

The monks from other nearby sects saw the red flames rolling out from the flame formation, and the hot breath seemed to burn the world. When they heard that the famous Feng Wuxie in the formation was instinctively afraid and hid far away, but few people came forward to help.

Another direction.

The demon general of the Dragon Palace rushed towards Wen Ruyu in a ball of golden light, and punched him. The fist wind was like lightning, and the foot shadow was like wind. Wen Ruyu was forced to retreat step by step.

"Go to die!"

Wen Ruyu suddenly snorted coldly, and a silver light flashed in her palm, and a silver painting halberd appeared. A ball of halberd shadows danced out, protecting her body, shattering the punching shadows one by one. Look at a gap, and a halberd stabbed the chest of the man in the golden light.

The Dragon Palace Demon General did not dodge or dodge. He raised his right hand and punched the tip of the halberd. With a loud "dang", a powerful force surged. Wen Ruyu actually retreated three steps backwards, and his blood was boiling. The Dragon Palace Demon General also took three steps backwards, but he was as if nothing had happened. He rushed up again, punched and kicked the ground.

Wen Ruyu was stunned, and her heart was filled with shock. She seemed to have seen a ghost. Her figure shook and flew back again.

Although he used the secret technique to seal and suppress the magical realm, his magical power was not something that the golden elixir cultivator could resist. This silver halberd was a rare treasure, extremely sharp. The opponent dared to use his fist to block it hard, and could knock it back with one punch, and then launch an attack again, as if it was a body of gold and iron.

The silver halberd in Wen Ruyu's hand danced, and hundreds of halberd shadows flew out continuously, stabbing at the demon general of the Dragon Palace like a sea of ​​storm.

The demon general of the Dragon Palace was not afraid at all, nor did he mean to retreat, and he waved his fists to meet him.

The fist shadows and the halberd shadows collided together, making a loud noise.

At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind above Wen Ruyu's head, and a long purple-gold stick poked out from the void and smashed it down like Mount Tai.

The stick shadow is like a mountain, the divine power is like a prison, Wen Ruyu's space tightened, as if she was imprisoned, and her retreating movement suddenly slowed down three points.

Wen Ruyu's jade face suddenly became pale as paper. When someone approached so close, he didn't realize how powerful the other party's hidden magical power should be? And if he can imprison it, how profound should the other party's magic power be?

Before I could think too much, the silver halberd in my hand raised upwards and thorned away with a long stick.

With a loud bang, a dazzling light burst out behind him. Wen Ruyu's arms were numb, and the silver halberd flew out of his hands. The qi and blood in his body were boiling, and his figure fell to the ground like a meteor.

The demon general of the Dragon Palace took a step forward, reached not far from Wen Ruyu, and punched Wen Ruyu's chest.

"Click"!

The sound of shattering sounded, and the ice armor around Wen Ruyu's body was actually cracked by the fist shadow, and then it broke directly. Wen Ruyu's figure was punched more than ten feet away, and blood was squirting from her mouth.

Before he could stand firm, the wind was howling above his head, and a purple-gold stick shadow flashed again and hit Wen Ruyu's head. This time, behind the purple-gold stick shadow, a tall and ferocious figure appeared. It was the demon general of the Dragon Palace transformed into Liu Changsheng. His heart moved at will, and a golden light flashed, and a set of golden armor surfaced.

As for another "Dragon Palace Demon General", it is naturally the Hunyuan Jing Gong Puppet.

Wen Ruyu screamed strangely, kicked her legs hard, and rushed out several feet apart from one side. She avoided the attack of the stick shadow when she couldn't help. Then, with a wave of the sleeves, a dark green ball flew out, and with a bang, it shattered on its own, turning into a thick green mist of about acres, and rolled around with an unpleasant smell, which made people disgusting.

Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow flashed, Wen Ruyu rushed out of the green mist and appeared dozens of feet away like teleportation. She turned around and flew towards the distance. She swung her sleeves backwards, and a small flag flew out, spinning in the air, spewing out two gray-black corpse mist full of stench. The corpse mist dissipated, and two green-haired corpse refiners, two squats tall, suddenly appeared in the void.

Judging from the spiritual pressure revealed in these two green haired corpses, they had the cultivation level of the Golden Pill Realm. However, the appearance of the green haired corpses seemed to be a stone giant from the barbarian lineage. They each held a big axe in their hands, with their eyes wide open, their expressions were terrifying, and they looked around and looked as if they were spiritual. They held the axe and rushed towards Liu Changsheng and the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet, one left and one right.

The aura emitted from the green mist made Liu Changsheng dizzy and almost vomited. He didn't bother chasing Wen Ruyu and hurriedly dodged to one side.

The Hunyuan Jing copper puppet, however, saw the green mist as if nothing had happened, rushed into the green mist and chased Wen Ruyu tightly. While his fists were shaking, dense fist shadows were splattering towards Wen Ruyu like wind.

Unconsciously, Wen Ruyu was hit twice in succession, and her figure was smashed away again. The blood stains at the corners of her mouth were refuted, and the fog filled with stench was even scattered by a series of punch shadows.

However, a green-haired corpse strode to meteor, blocking the Hunyuan Jing copper puppet, and slashing it with an axe.

This green mist can instantly suffocate the Jindan monk, but it is useless to the green haired corpse refining and the Hunyuan Essence Copper Puppet.

"Liu Changsheng, it's you. Very good. I will kill you!"

Wen Ruyu screamed strangely, fleeing to the distance without looking back, his heart moved at will, and the silver halberd that fell to the ground soared into the sky, rolling up a strong wind in the sky, and the strange python roared out of a hole and stabbed Liu Changsheng.

Seeing the appearance of Chaos Wuji Stick, he naturally understood Liu Changsheng's identity.

The nine flying swords that were attacking Gongsun Mubai, Leng Yuer and Chen Jiong flew backwards one after another, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and also slashed towards Liu Changsheng.

After all, he was a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, with a strong soul power, distracted from controlling several magic weapons, controlling two corpse puppets and two monks who were poisoned by the body. Wen Ruyu was actually very skillful in using his arm to use his fingers.

At this moment, his escape speed was even more fast than that of the Jindan monk. With a flash of effort, he had escaped hundreds of feet.

This is not the end. He raised his hand and sacrificed a small purple cauldron, which swayed and spit out a ball of demon cloud. The figures swayed in the demon cloud. A man in gold robe, a young man in black, and a man in brocade stepped out of the demon cloud one after another.

The blood-red cloak behind the man in the golden robe drifted in the wind, roaring. He was in his early twenties, thin, with a flying eyebrows, a rebellious look on his face, and his eyes were as cold as lightning, looking around.

The young man in black is only sixteen or seventeen years old. His face is round and his eyes are big. There is a sharp corner above his head. There is a circle of shiny scalp around the sharp corners. Instead, the hair in other places is quite thick, scattered behind him. At a distance, he looks cute and weird.

The man in brocade clothes was about thirty years old, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, his eyebrows were flying slanted into his temples, with a handsome appearance and a strong expression.

"Three fellow Taoists, this person holding a long stick is Liu Changsheng!"

Wen Ruyu screamed and reached out to Liu Changsheng.

The three of them immediately looked over.

Liu Changsheng smashed the big axe in his hand with a stick, and then waved the long stick in his hand, and purple and golden stick shadows surged into the sky, facing the whistling silver halberds and flying swords.

After being looked at by these three people with cold or rebellious eyes, Liu Changsheng had inexplicably cold back and his scalp became numb. He turned his head and looked over, and he complained secretly. He didn't know the man in the golden robe, but the man in the brocade robe and the young man in black were clearly the powerful dragon and the black dragon.

This chapter is over.
Chapter completed!
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